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"Good," Victor purrs. "It's time for my reward, anyhow."
"It's barely past breakfast," I protest, my voice as weak as my knees. "You…maybe we should…"
He looms over me, all sexy, confident alien, and the twitching in my nose from the soil is not nearly as noticeable as the twitching in my body at his nearness. "You should sit on my face and I should tongue you until you scream my name again? Why, I'd be delighted, Bee."
"I…you…"
"I'm going to wash my hands," he murmurs, leaning in so close that I can feel his hot breath fanning my hair. "And then I'm going to kef that sweet cunt with my tongue until you soak my mane. Because I deserve it."
God, how can I possibly argue with that?
Two days later, we're woken at dawn by the comm panel's annoying chirp.
I groan, trying to burrow deeper into the bed. "Novis is an asshole to call this early." Victor's big, heavy arm is tossed over my shoulders, and I clutch it against my breasts, because he's warm and delicious. "Ignore it. Maybe it'll go away."
He massages my breasts, teasing my nipples. "I am awake now."
A whine escapes me, because parts of me are now waking up, too. "Unfair," I pant. "I wanted to sleep longer."
"You sleep. I'll work." His hand leaves my breasts and hitches up my sleep tunic, baring my ass. "I'm finding myself rather hungry." Victor caresses my buttocks, then slips his fingers between my thighs from behind, stroking my pussy.
Well, I'm awake now, too. I rock against his seeking hand, gasping when he thrusts one large finger deep inside me. I twist my fingers against the blankets, looking for something to hold onto as he tugs my hips up—
The comm chirps again. And again.
Victor growls, his hand sliding away. His fingers leave my body with a wet sound. "I'll get it."
I bite back my frustration as he gets to his feet, licking his hand. I guess my orgasm has to wait a few minutes. "Answer in the living area," I tell him, running a hand through my dark curls. He's going to want to talk to me, too, so I'd better get dressed. "Tell him he needs a hobby."
Chuckling, Victor slips out of the bedroom, buck naked, and I suspect he intends on giving Novis an eyeful out of revenge. While that makes me smile, it also reminds me that I need to dress quickly, because we can't look as if we rolled out of bed together. I grab my clothes and shove my legs through my pants, swapping out my wrinkled sleep tunic for a fresh one. By the time I drag my hair up into a knot and head out into the living area, I look reasonable.
When I go into the living room, though, Victor has his back to me, his tail twitching over his taut buttocks. I can tell from the set of his shoulders that he's on edge, and there's a series of hard points appearing under the skin of his back, which tells me his spikes are going to pop soon.
"Good morning," I say brightly, and then feign surprise. "Oh, Victor, you're not dressed. Did I interrupt something?"
He moves to the side, glancing at me, and I finally notice the face on the comm screen. It's not Novis at all. It's Lord va'Rin.
I bite back a gasp of shock, because this is completely unexpected. It's always First Rank Novis that checks in on us. Whenever I ask about Lord va'Rin lately, I'm told he's busy, or he's off-planet, or he's in meetings. The impression I get is that he has no time for Victor, so it's startling to see him right now. "Lovely to see you, my lord," I say, putting on my brightest smile. I try not to look over at Victor, because if I do, I'm going to cringe at his blatant nudity. "It's nice of you to check in on Victor's progress."
Lord va'Rin gives us both a studied look. I keep smiling, even though I feel like a faker under his stern gaze. Lord va'Rin probably isn't much older than Victor or myself, but he always looks so proper and somber that I feel like a child in front of him. A naughty, naughty child, I add mentally, thinking of Victor and how he licked his fingers before he came in here.
The lord tilts his head, his long, smooth black hair gleaming almost as brightly as his polished, metallic horns. "Do you often greet your callers in such a fashion, Victor?"
"Only when they call at dawn," Victor retorts, crossing his arms.
Lord va'Rin immediately asks, "Am I interrupting something?"
"Of course not," I chime in, beaming. "We're happy to see you at any hour."
A ghost of a smile curves Lord va'Rin's mouth. "It is indeed early. You'll have to forgive me. I've just returned from being off-world and my schedule is awry." His focus turns to Victor. "I've heard interesting things about your progress. Both First Rank Novis and several of his guardsmen speak highly of your transformation. They say that under Bee's tutelage, you have shown yourself to be non-violent and capable, adaptable, and most of all, willing. In fact, the reports I have received are downright glowing."
